Roman Wet Dreams (Erotica Collection) chapitre Chapitre 4

Zoey Beauchamp

Zoey didn't give in immediately to her brother's demand. She flopped her head from side to side, making his cock and balls bounce against her nose and chin and cheeks. She kept her mouth firmly closed, her lips turned inward, and tried not to breathe. But she couldn't keep up this resistance for long and finally was forced to take a deep, dizzying breath of his sexual fragrance. In reality this was partially her own, since his cock still bore traces of her cunt juice as well as his sperm.

The giddy sensation reached all the way to her toes, and she couldn't help opening her mouth slightly to let out a ragged moan. Adam took quick advantage of the opportunity and worked the tip of his cock between her soft lips. However, her teeth prevented its further progress.

Her eyes popped open and she stared up at him. He gripped the sides of her head to hold her in position. As he grinned down, his blond hair falling partially in front of his youthful face, he shifted his hips slightly, causing his dick to waggle sideways between her lips.

For the first time in her life, she had the taste of cock. The flavor was strange and somewhat salty. Her stomach churned, but surprisingly enough didn't retch. Instead, she felt her saliva begin to flow.

She kept breathing in the scent of masculine sex, and the combined smell and taste gave rise to a peculiar desire within her. The feel of his spongy cockhead, moving laterally between her lips, was oddly exciting, though she had assumed it would repel her. She even allowed her jaws to part slightly and her tongue to venture forward to tickle the tip of his cock.

This contact so aroused the him that he growled, gripped her head harder, and drove his cockstraight between her lips until the coronal ridge passed through the soft encircling gate, forcing his entire cockhead into her mouth.

She continued to stare up at him, and her eyes assumed a strangely bemused quality. She tightened her lips around the shaft of his cockand gave a little suck. From this, she derived a stronger burst of flavor. But there was more to the sucking than that. She also derived a psychological satisfaction which she couldn't understand but which was undeniably real.

Her brain began to spin lightly. There was a subtle buzzing in her ears. As Adam smiled, restraining his motions, happy to let her accustom herself in her own way to the pleasure of giving head, Zoey was surprised to find herself licking at the glans while she resumed sucking on the smooth knob.

Then something even more exciting began to happen to her as his cock swelled, becoming less resilient. The cockhead expanded quickly to all but fill her mouth, and the shaft behind it stiffened so that he had to shift forward. He leaned against the head of the bed, and his cock projected straight downward between her jaws.

She went slightly cross-eyed as she looked at it, so she closed her eyes again. She concentrated on sucking and licking his dick.

Her conscious mind became blank. This was what she had wanted since the shocking episode with Adam had first begun, and now mercifully it had happened of its own accord. Her moral sense blanked out at the same time, and her world seemed to be composed only of the sensations of taste, smell and touch – sensations more, intensely stimulating than any she had experienced before.

His cockhead was so huge it bunted against the roof of her mouth and crowded her tongue. But she still managed to move her tongue around it, licking the silken-smooth surface. His cock seemed to be exuding fluid, for she felt the need to swallow frequently and she couldn't believe she was generating all that moisture from her salivary glands. The flavor of his cockwas no longer so strong, because she had washed it quite thoroughly by that time. However, enough of its natural taste and scent remained to provide considerable titillation. At the same time, there was another very male scent drifting to her from his balls.

"You're doing great pumpkin," Adam said, breathing hard.

Suddenly he pulled back, removing his dick from her mouth with a pop. The long shaft sprang upright above her face, and she stared at it, rosy and gleaming with her saliva.

The spell was broken, and she thought of what an awful thing she had just done. It was doubly wicked, she believed, because she had done it with her own step brother! She began to struggle, kicking and trying to wriggle from underneath him. She managed to raise her arms high enough to scratch him. However, he quickly settled down onto her chest, squashing her tits beneath his butt and hooking his legs around her arms to pin them in place.

He turned and remounted her, facing her feet. This placed his hairy ass in full view of her. He backed up, until he was astride her face, then leaned forward onto his elbows. Horrified, she stared up into his crotch, where the hair was thick and his crack was parted to reveal the dark puckered dimple of his asshole.

She held her breath as he settled, plopping his balls against her nose. Looking back, he raised slightly, then grasped his cockand tilted it downward, pressing the cockhead to her lips.

"Suck it, baby," he commanded.

There really was nothing she could do but obey as he worked the bulbous dickhead between her lips once more and sank it fully into her mouth. His nuts settled down astride her nose. As he began to pump his hips in short, slow strokes, fucking her mouth with his wicked prick, his balls bounced lightly against her nose and closed eyelids.

Again she sank into an unthinking, amoral state which was dominated wholly by sensation. She sucked and licked at her step brother's tasty cock, taking it all the way into the opening of her throat this time. She breathed in the slightly sweaty scent of his balls.

Adam bowed his head between her thighs, wrapping his arms around those firm, tapering columns, and touched his tongue to the humid, soft lips of her pussy. This sent a magnificent new sensation scorching through her, stimulating her to suck and lick his cockeven more actively.

It was truly a multidimensional thrill that she felt. His flickering tongue and browsing lips worked all over the folds of her gash and her erect, quivering clit while her lips guided avidly up and down his spit-slickened shaft. His cocktip surged into her mouth and throat as her tongue danced over the bulbous mass.

His licking of her pussy turned her on more intensely than her husband's...

She became wildly excited. When Adam stopped and swung around to position himself between her legs, she didn't have to be forced to accept him this time.

With her eyes closed and her lips passionately parted, she lifted her hips to meet the impaling thrust of his stiff dong. He sank the long, hard tool deep within her hole, grunted with pleasure, and wrapped his arms around her.

"Now fuck me!" he commanded. "Really fuck me!"

She moved against him from the start, and the strokes of his cockin her rising and falling cunt brought intense pleasure to them both. She lifted her legs and crossed them at the small of his back, letting her heels ride his bobbing rump.

His cockhead stretched the walls of her cunt as it pumped up and down in the slick, clinging channel, touching bottom each time he thrust. His shaft pressed her clitoris, stroking it firmly. All her intimate nerve ends received the most exquisite stimulation, causing her to pant and moan with delight.

Again she surged to climax before he did, and she was baffled in wondrous warmth. All tension left her. As before, she didn't think about the risk of becoming pregnant, and he could have climaxed inside her cunt for the second time if he had so wished.

But he sat up and pulled out of her hole as soon as her climax had tapered off. He gave his red, wet cockseveral strokes by hand as it projected above her belly and she watched dazedly as his milk-white semen spurted forth to strike her tits and tummy. This was a new experience for her; she had never watched Steve's cock erupt.

Smiling at her, Adam wet his fingertips in the sperm, and placed them against her mouth. She let him smear the viscous fluid along her legs and between them. She tasted the slimy substance and found it surprisingly bland. It was something like the white of an egg.

"How do you feel now?" he asked, still smiling warmly.

"I… don't know."

"You'll figure it out," he said. "Next time I ask you to play, there won't be any argument."

"Oh no, Adam We mustn't!"

He laughed and climbed off her.

He seemed very pleased with the progress he had made so far.

He remained in the apartment for the entire day, and he wouldn't allow her to go out. That was all right with Zoey, because she didn't feel like facing people, anyway. The shame of what she had done with her step brother was like a weight around her neck. She wasn't able to shrug it off, because of the enjoyment she had derived. Though he had forced her to do those terrible things, she had to admit he had liked them.

She tried to avoid looking at him, and she spoke only when necessary. This made for a very strained atmosphere, but Adam didn't mind. He looked forward to that night and was confident that she would respond to him then.

Zoey tried not to think about what lay ahead she couldn't think about her husband, either. She went through the day feeling numb beneath her heavy load of guilt.

She prepared a dinner for Adam and herself, and afterwards they watched television. She kept her eyes trained on the screen and hardly said a thing. Adam continually glanced at her and smiled inwardly.

At a little after ten o'clock, he said, "Well, let's turn in."

"I'll get you a couple of blankets for the couch," she replied and stood up.

He rose and caught her arm as she passed him. "I'm not sleeping on the couch," he announced.

"Quit being silly," he said with a grin, and drew her up against him.

Her full tits mashed against his chest, and her belly pressed his crotch. She felt an immediate surge of response. Oh, God, I'm so evil! she thought. But the self-condemnation didn't diminish her desire.

Adampressed his lips to hers, and his eager tongue opened her mouth wide as it forced its way in. His tongue caressed the entire interior of her mouth, and his impudent hands caressed the globes of her bottom, rubbing and rolling them through her thin skirt and panties.

The heat rose within her, and her tongue began to flutter against his. After a while his tongue retreated back in to his own mouth and hers followed. He clamped his lips around the wet, quivering invader and sucked. This heightened his excitement and hers, as well. After he quit sucking her tongue and allowed it to withdraw, he thrust his tongue deeply into her mouth and she did the sucking.

His cock rose against her belly, and he lifted her skirt at the back so that he could caress her plump ass. Only her silky panties separated her firm buttcheeks from his hands.

She writhed against him. She sucked his tongue harder. Moisture broke from inside her cunt, and she felt very warm indeed.

By the time he terminated the kiss, she was ready to fuck. He walked her into the bedroom. Her eyes were downcast, but her vibrant young body hummed with anticipation of the sinful delights which were in store.

He said, "I want you to undress in front of me. But I'll take off my clothes first."

She offered no argument, but stood compliantly next to the bed as he removed his shirt, shoes, socks, trousers and shorts. His cockhad relaxed somewhat, but it still curved forward, ready to snap to rigid erection at the first stimulus.

He folded back the covers and lay down on the sheet.

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